I make this post from my comfortable and free (relatively) desk at home. I don't have to pay for an Internet Cafe. Since my Blackberry wouldn't post using email, then I had to depend on the Internet Cafes scattered everywhere.
Getting from Florence to Bethany was about a 24 hour adventure. We boarded our tour bus and drove the the airport in Bologna. Flew from Bologna to London. Waited an hour or so, and then we flew from London to Dallas. That's what almost killed me. Carolyn Waterman had shared her winter cold with me, and it hit full force about the time we left. I was a sniffling, sneezing, coughing mess on the plane. The flight was full and we were very cramped, so I am just hoping I didn't share my cold with others.
Once in Dallas, Howard Snowbarger was ready and waiting in our Red Carpet bus. He took us back to Bethany safely -- the roads north of Ardmore were covered in ice and snow. By 8 p.m. we were in the Sawyer Center parking lot unloading stuff and hugging our families hello and our friends goodbye.
Over the next few weeks I will be going through my pictures and working on my scrapbook for this trip. I know I have a lot of processing to do as I think of all the places we visited and art we saw. I wonder stuff like 'Why is this important?' and 'What does travel do for my understanding of life and others?' I always feel a bit changed (and hopefully improved) when I return. It just make take me a while to understand those changes and to articulate them well.
I will probably add a few photos to this blog later this afternoon, but other than that -- this is the end. I have to hit the ground running and get ready for classes at SNU and OSU. A week from now I will feel like I dreamed the entire trip. But what a cool dream it was.
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